I need you to understand something. I wrote this for you. I wrote this for you and only you. Everyone else who reads it, doesn’t get it. They may think they get it, but they don’t. This is the sign you’ve been looking for.
You were meant to read these words.

Wednesday, July 11, 2007

I saw you looking up from sweeping the floor and reading the notice board with the poster about someone winning a holiday for being the hardest working person in the company. I saw you sigh and walk away. I saw the poster was lying.